(untitled) -- a collection of experimental poetry [COMPLETE]
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    (untitled) -- a collection of experimental poetry [COMPLETE]

    Poetry

    my keyboard is a minefield. my mind is broken glass. when my body bursts apart, the shards catch light and look like blinking stars. ( 1 year of poetry )

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    i miss you

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    Whenever you and I are not within each others' arms,
    The great wide world turns dull and drab and grey,
    I need your smile, your voice, your charms,
    You seem so far away.
    
                          
    I wonder what you're doing now,
    If you are thinking of me too.
    I know we often think alike,
    It's just a thing we do.
    
                          
    I miss you, 
    I miss you, 
    I miss you,
    I'll say it 'till my voice is hoarse,
    And it will still be true,
    Our friendship is much more,
    Than simply 'I love you'. 
    
                          
    In this world of empty grey,
    I cannot live, I cannot stay. 
    I cannot be when we're apart,
    Even for a day.
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